A Guy Like You

Vocals: Hugo (Jason Alexander), Victor (Charles Kimbrough) and Laverne (Mary Wickes/Mary Stout)
Music: Alan Menken
Lyrics: Stephen Schwartz

Hugo
Paris, the city of lovers
Is glowing this evening
True, that's because it's on fire
But still, there's "l'amour"
Somewhere out there in the night
Her Heart is also alight
And I know the guy she just might
Be burning for

A guy like you
She's never known, kid
A guy like you
A girl does not meet ev'ry day
You've got a look
That's all your own, kid
Could there be two?
Victor and Laverne
Like you?
All Three
No way!
Hugo
Those other guys
That she could dangle
All look the same
From ev'ry boring point of view
You're a surprise
From ev'ry angle
Mon Dieu above
She's gotta love
A guy like you
Victor
A guy like you
Gets extra credit
Because it's true
You've got a certain some thing more
Hugo
You're aces, kid
Laverne
You see that face
You don't forget it
Victor and Laverne
Want something new?
Hugo
That's you
All Three
For sure!
Laverne
We all have gaped
At some Adonis
Victor
But then we crave a meal
More nourishing to chew
Hugo
And since you've shaped
Like a croissant is
All Three
No question of
She's gotta love
A guy like you!
Laverne
Call me a hopeless romatic
But Quasi, I feel it
Victor
She wants you so
Any moment she'll walk through that door
All Three
For
Hugo
A guy so swell
Victor and Laverne
A guy like you
Hugo
With all you bring her
Victor and Laverne
I tell you Quasi
Hugo
A fool could tell
Victor and Laverne
There never was
Hugo
It's why she fell
Victor and Laverne
Another, was he?
Hugo
For you-know-who
Victor and Laverne
From king to serf
To the bourgeoisie
Hugo
You ring the bell
Victor and Laverne
They're all a second-stringer
All Three
You're the bell ringer!
When she wants oo-la-la
Then she wants you la-la
She will discover, guy
You're one heckuva guy
Who wouldn't love a guy
Like you?
Hugo
You got a lot
The rest have not
So she's gotta love
A guy like you!

I can't hear anything, you can yell, you can scream
I got my things to do - Anyway, far from you
You are this baby, pulls me down angry
I don't care anyhow, people just let me down
I just get angrier
You say that love is it, all of it, a bunch of shit
I'll ruin everything, piece of mind or a ring
What makes me angry, just makes you sad
This should be easier, maybe if I could hear
But I'll just get angrier and close my eyes and wish away,
Hide it inside, nobody knows
I just get angrier
There's something you need me for, but I can't give anymore
I gave it all away, less and less everyday
What makes you crazy, takes me there too
I just expect it to, trying to be a guy like you
Walk away, intoxicate, nobody knows
I can't hear anything

Hugo:
Paris, the city of lovers
Is glowing this evening
True, that's because it's on fire
But still, there's l'amour
Somewhere out there in the night
Her Heart is also alight
And I know the guy she just might
Be burning for

A guy like you
She's never known, kid
A guy like you
A girl does not meet ev'ry day
You've got a look
That's all your own, kid
Could there be two?

Victor and Laverne:
Like you?

All Three:
No way!

Hugo:
Those other guys
That she could dangle
All look the same
From ev'ry boring point of view
You're a surprise
From ev'ry angle
Mon Dieu above
She's gotta love
A guy like you

Victor:
A guy like you
Gets extra credit
Because it's true
You've got a certain some thing more

Hugo:
You're aces, kid

Laverne:
You see that face
You don't forget it

Victor and Laverne:
Want something new?

Hugo:
That's you

All Three:
For sure!

Laverne:
We all have gaped
At some Adonis

Victor:
But then we crave a meal
More nourishing to chew

Hugo:
And since you've shaped
Like a croissant is

All Three:
No question of
She's gotta love
A guy like you!

Laverne:
Call me a hopeless romatic
But Quasi, I feel it

Victor:
She wants you so
Any moment she'll walk through that door

All Three:
For

Hugo:
A guy so swell

Victor and Laverne:
A guy like you

Hugo:
With all you bring her

Victor and Laverne:
I tell you Quasi

Hugo:
A fool could tell

Victor and Laverne:
There never was

Hugo:
It's why she fell

Victor and Laverne:
Another, was he?

Hugo:
For you-know-who

Victor and Laverne:
From king to serf
To the bourgeoisie

Hugo:
You ring the bell

Victor and Laverne:
They're all a second-stringer

All Three:
You're the bell ringer!
When she wants oo-la-la
Then she wants you la-la
She will discover, guy
You're one heckuva guy
Who wouldn't love a guy
Like you?

Hugo:
You got a lot
The rest have not
So she's gotta love
A guy like you!